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		<description>The original writings of author toneless or etherized?</description>
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			<title>they Are Just muslims</title>
			<description>This is my insight and response to hearing Kellyanne Conway answer a question about discrimination by saying, &quot;they are just Muslims.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1685974/</link>
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			<title>A Lie</title>
			<description>A lie is so easy to tell but so hard to keep up with. I once told a lie and them </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1675165/</link>
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			<title>Roles Have Changed</title>
			<description>It's like I,switched place with my worst enemy,cause, it always seemed you were a step ahead of me,you were always going in head first while I wasworrying about who I'd hurt.I want to see things straight, what we had it was real,I felt the love and kindness so close, it was real!Why are we not actin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1675159/</link>
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			<title>I found life</title>
			<description>I always thought life was easy.I look back and I see where my works at,not in the right place my life's a f****n&amp;nbsp;joke manKids my age doing great things and I'm sitting here like what the f**k do I fear?It wasn't until I died I found life,that light, and inspiration another fightanother challeng..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1636351/</link>
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			<title>Liberal</title>
			<description>Once on the right I turned right,confused but inspired I kept tight,no one needed to know, right?This is a conservative turned liberal's allude,which may confuse or intrude but your right is refused,so remain silent, this is my story of violence.The vuiolence of within the mind versus the soul,the b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1587653/</link>
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			<title>Dry</title>
			<description>I'm in a drought,I don't think I've cried in a year.Lost emotion or I just tucked up in here.Hid and pretended to not seethe hate and greed that&amp;nbsp;this world breeds.From pollution to slaves and all the caveshiding the soldiers who claim to save their graceand kill for their father who wanted me d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1587201/</link>
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			<title>I love you so much</title>
			<description>I love you so much son thatI'm willing to leave.I'm willing to abandon the family.I love you so much son,I am ready to beat your mother&amp;nbsp;in front of your eyes.I love you so much son,I'm okay with you alonewith no one to talk to just yourself at homeI love you so much sonthat I left you no money,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1587193/</link>
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			<title>Vent</title>
			<description>A boulder on my shoulders lifted today,a plane supersonic flew that boulder away.Weighed down for so long, forgot how to stand up.Alone in a room, so heavy I was stuck.Pleased by release so happy to say,All my problems today have been vented away.But then the weight came back and caught me off guard..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1587185/</link>
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			<title>Moving on</title>
			<description>Obliterated, Incin3rated haven't seen in you weeks.Gone away, split by statesit's like I lost a piece of me.I'm losing you, the chipmunk toomostly you PhD and Predator, are leavin soon.See, he grew a little more when he changed his GT.Symbolic for his growing up, alcoholismexperimenting like you nev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1587178/</link>
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			<title>Culture</title>
			<description>Cells culture and the culture is acceptinga life ending, perplexing, offending.The one up there,but it ain't even a matter of that.1.21 just in the U.S. just cause,why?Gone like that in the blink of an eye.Sigh, of relief as her baby says bye.The soul up to Heaven and the body destroyedtears leave m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1523391/</link>
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			<title>I stand for that</title>
			<description>Never Ignorant Getting Goals Accomplished,except half the time knowledge is abolished.Ignorance is well and the goal is confused,with superficial attitudesand music abused.Art confused and the word alluded toso something way different than Pac meant.Polluted and intruded in he lives of many,with so ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1523379/</link>
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			<title>Symmatry</title>
			<description>Since when is fifty-fifty not symmetrical,Lyrical influence got me on one side.Like I'm proud and happy living high, word thrown around, on top of my gamelike I'm throne around. On the other, I'm confused.A lot, scratch that, most people don't get it.It's meaning still contained we just don't fit it..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1522824/</link>
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			<title>N***a</title>
			<description>Blatant, blunt and casually thrown,the word and meaning lost but not forgotten. See if it was forgotten that would be a different story,some people hear it and hurry, flee, run and can't believe.Disbelief, scurry away and then complain.They don't understand what they say.Cause it's meaning is still ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1522817/</link>
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			<title>Wet</title>
			<description>This poem is about my high school crush right before graduation. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1522814/</link>
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			<title>Lost in the Other</title>
			<description>My father left my family many years ago and I recently discovered a message he sent me on Facebook three years ago that was put in the &quot;other&quot; section on Facebook and not the inbox.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1509887/</link>
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			<title>Sanity</title>
			<description>Everyone has problems. This is how I feel when people tell me to 'just fix them'. They are a part of me, it's not that easy. &quot;I already checked in my pockets,&quot; or I already tried the common way. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1508281/</link>
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			<title>Capactior</title>
			<description>The blood builds up,I think I lost my mind. Literally I'm crazy, blazing fast, thinking nasty, a freaking mastermind. Let's see, who's next, step right up!You got no choice so you might as well get it over with.Take a peak, come on, come on, I'm waiting b***h. I need this. I slowing shift in my seat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1508273/</link>
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			<title>Transparency</title>
			<description>Hiding my deepest darkest secrets... shhhh</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1508267/</link>
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			<title>Confession of Birth</title>
			<description>I am finishing up my senior year of high school and though I have been ready to make my own choices, I have always let other people make them for me, teachers, parents, friends. I will make my own.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1506639/</link>
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			<title>The Sheepdogs' Prisoner's Escape</title>
			<description>feel unheard, want others to know its ok to not be hear, want others to listen to those not heard</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/averythompson/1506620/</link>
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